MTL - Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back-Chapter 20 debate

  Chapter 20 Arguments

   "It's strange if you say it."

Tang Bo took a sip of the bottle, trying to be happy, "In the past, there were no trains, planes and cars. Goodbye means never to see each other again. Now there are trains and planes, and the high-speed train will take you to a small town and hometown in four or five hours. Let you do it." It’s like never seeing you again.”

Zhang Fubao said that people are busy now, so it is convenient to meet, but there is no time to meet, "My house is not far away, and I take the high-speed rail for two hours. When I left, you all said that you would get together often, but when I got married, So Tang Bo went."

  If he hadn't come to the capital again, I'm afraid I won't be able to see him in this lifetime.

  Brothers are a little embarrassed.

  Some of them are college classmates, some know each other when they live together, and some of them often play dead bodies together and show their feelings. The relationship is okay when we are together, but once we are separated, we will drift away and have no books.

   I let go of the song without knowing it.

   "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky..."

In the soft singing, their parting mood became more serious, and Tang Bo's mood also fell. He looked at the brothers around him, looked at the small town, and raised his green stick, "Who, who is singing, this It’s not for blocking.”

  The brother who played the song felt that this song was suitable for Jinger, "The atmosphere is here, and it is not appropriate not to listen to it."

   "Bah, old Zhu is **** messing around." But this song is very suitable for the occasion, and after a while, the eyes of several brothers are red. He asked Lao Zhu what song it was, it was very nice.

  Old Zhu said: "The theme song of Director Zhang's new movie, hey, Old Tang, didn't you go to Zhang Director's crew to play a trick, what did you do..."

  He can't remember clearly.

   "It would be nice for Director Zhang to show a positive face."

  Tang Bo brought the phone over, "Who sang it? Why does this voice sound familiar to me?"

   "Li Yu, Brother Tang."

   Tang Bo was surprised, "Oh, the theme song of Director Zhang's promotional film invited this great **** out. I haven't heard the big devil sing for a while, and I'm still her fan."

He was not reconciled and watched the MV. He didn’t know in the movie, at least he was not in the MV. Disappointed, he returned the phone to Lao Zhu and casually said: “This scene is all from the park. Son."

  They hang out in the film and television city all year round, and they can tell where the scene is at a glance.

  Old Zhu went to get his cell phone.

  Suddenly, Tang Bo pulled the phone back, dragged the progress bar to read it again, "I'll go!"

  The brothers raised their heads, "What's wrong?"

   Tang Bo remembered that when he met Director Zhang’s assistant Shuge when he was filming commercials in the film and television city a few days ago, they should have been filming this MV. The one in the nanny’s car was Li Yu, and the one in the car was Jiang Yang—

   "It's a loss, it's a loss."

   Tang Bogui slapped his thigh straight.

  He was busy handing out business cards at the time, and forgot to ask for Jiang Yang's contact information. Although Li Yu is a singer, this entertainment is a circle after all. If this line is used, even an occasional MV, it will also make the brothers more oily.

  Brothers were baffled, and after Tang Bo made it clear, Lao Zhu couldn't help but sigh, "Why don't you say that Lao Tang is a social butterfly in our group, and he is trying to find a way to make up this relationship."

  He asked Tang Bo who that young man was Li Yu.

   Tang Bo didn't know, "He is the planner of the advertising company where I shot the advertisement."

  Old Zhu Zhuomo, "Li Yu's surname is Li, his surname is Jiang, so he shouldn't be a relative, hey—"

  He began to gossip, "Hey, could it be Li Yu's boyfriend?"

   Tang Bo felt that he dared to think that Li Yu's boyfriend would work as a planner in an advertising company.

  He thinks maybe a friend or something.

  Tang Bo said: "The ad he planned was very creative. The rubber product ad he planned was the one I told you was quite sexy. You can watch it after the ad is broadcast. I think I did a good job in it."

   "Rubber Products Advertisement?"

   Several people immediately thought of the pink and ambiguous style.

  Old Zhu was puzzled, as Lao Tang’s body can still shoot rubber products commercials, “I’ll go if I want to go.”

"roll!."

  Tang Bo flicked his hair, "When the commercial airs, you'll know why it's me."

  He was still waiting for Jiang Yang to call him.

  The late-night party dissipated.

  Jiang Yang and Li Qingning got into Sister Xia's car, "Sister Xia, didn't you drink?"

  Sister Xia said she was allergic to alcohol.

  Li Qingning drank a little too much. After getting in the car, she leaned on Jiang Yang's shoulder and flipped through her phone.

  After that day, the news about her comeback on the Internet remained unabated, as well as "Farewell". Now more and more people realized the subtlety of the lyrics of this song, and even sparked a quarrel.

Tian Shuang, a well-known lyricist: "Just like 'spring sleep without dawn, hearing birds singing everywhere', once 'outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, green grass and green sky' was born, we would think that this sentence should be like this. It was born Before, after it was born, it seems that it should not be changed, there is a word in the translation called Xinyada, this word is not a farewell to Xinyada."

Yu Cong, the queen lyricist of Tianwang, also praised this song and Li Yu, "The big devil is Wang Zhan when he makes a move. The most amazing thing about this song is that it combines classical lyrics with modern pop music. The combination is natural, smooth, and not jerky. It can be said that in front of this song, there are all ancient lyrics and music that have emerged in recent years! Yes! Garbage! Garbage!"

  There are fans' approval below.

   "Indeed, the ancient style should at least be able to rhyme, the language should be concise, and the image expression should be accurate. What the ancient style lyrics are written now is purely a stack of romantic flowers, snowy moons, butterflies, swords, Qingming plums, and nonsense without logic."

   However, this upset some gufeng songwriters and fans.

   "Business exchange!"

   "Let's collect the money."

   "Is it interesting to say that "Farewell" is not the same as stacking."

   After an Internet singer named Huatian joined the topic, the controversy reached unprecedented heights. Huatian became popular on the Internet with his ancient songs. He tweeted: "Pavilion, road, grass, sky, wind, willow, flute, sunset, mountain, distant mountain, end of the world, cape, wine, dream—which one is not A stack of common images? I can fill out ten of this song in one meal!"

   "The child Huatian is just like this, so let's be honest."

   "Supporting Brother Tian, ​​you can brag about it, and you can still play the set of fan circles praising the high and trampling the low. An out-of-date singer is still noble."

   "Oh my god, someone finally told the truth. Brother Tian is so brave. I didn't have the nerve to say it when they were bragging like that just now."

However, they were not happy for long before they were beaten up. A big V who often writes poems on Twitter stepped forward, "The first five sentences of "Farewell" are sending, written for the truth, the more you send, the farther you go; Five sentences, farewell, although far and near, people have layers. People use common image combinations, use the realm of returning to the basics, and tell a farewell story, and the colored pen can't understand how difficult it is."

  He also @花田, let him stack up ten songs, don’t ask for rhymes, have a sense of hierarchy, and just have a story line.

  Many people showed up at Huatian Tuitui one after another, asking him to write ten poems for one meal.

   Huatian may have really gone to write it, but it didn’t bubble up later, but many carp refused to give up and waited for him to write it in the building.

  (end of this chapter)